My fingers swept across their hips as a paintbrush.
Warm colors, soft firmness, a pull to the other side.
Whispering in my ear, I'll never leave you.
Our hair tangled like tree branches that children climb.
Up and up.
Flower petals sprinkling with delicacy that counters the flame I set to their bed.
Catching the curtains, crawling up the walls.
Delving deeply into that manic place I covet, embrace, then hide.
All the avidity, vibrant then black, then back.
Develop us like film.
Drown me in this stop bath.

-Saree Nyxi

Writing your name on ribbons that I tie to our magnolia.
A bind.
Let me have this one last time,
breathing heavy
before I run again.
Falling like the soft pink
that helps you find your way,
and the warmth, coaxing between my thighs.
Fingers twirling in my hair.
Don't forget I'm the one that takes you there.
Pressing on my lips, the way the thick air has done.
Writing your name in rising neons from my morning sun.

Saree Nyxi
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In droves, crawling through like swaying calla lilies.
Drinketh from thy chalice.
Sunday's best.
Oh the blood, spilling from her mouth and down her dress.
Manic smiles smeared across their face..
Hands out the car window, my hair is reaching through to you.
Daddy, I'm driving to the sea.
Pull them off their cross for me.
Oh these reigns, heavy as can be.
These echoing songs, can you hear me singing out?
Never asked for, but taking with stride,
outside, I'm being pulled from the inside.
Such grace.
On knees, just a taste.
to save face.
Awaken like the wind in spring, fresh breath.
Oh you, sweet little thing.

Saree Nyxi
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